In a world where echoes softly play,
Glittering dusk, where shadows sway.
Crackling whispers on a mellow stream,
We drift away on a vinyl dream.
The warmth of the night, a gentle embrace,
Softness surrounds us, a tender space.
Each note a caress, a lullaby's call,
Floating through time, we surrender it all.
Moody atmospheres ride the air,
Fading like sunlight, fading without a care.
Dust on the grooves, memories awake,
Every moment captured, no chance for mistake.
Lost in the rhythm, beneath the stars,
Finding our solace, just you and me, no bars.
Chasing the echoes, the world falls away,
In this embrace, forever we'll stay.
Raindrops are dancing on the window's edge,
We hum to the softness, the night's sacred pledge.
The crackle of vinyl feels like home,
In our secret corner, we're never alone.
As the night lingers, time takes its toll,
Whispers of twilight still echo our soul.
With each warm goodbye, the night starts to fade,
In the heart of this quiet, a promise we've made.
Lo-fi dreams drifting, we can let go,
Wrapped in the stillness, just letting it flow.
In every last moment, with all that we've spun,
This atmosphere holds us—our hearts beat as one.
Lofi
Lo-fi, Vinyl, Crackle, Softness, Atmosphere